Sean Paul – who, by law, you have to refer to as “Shanna Pall” if speaking aloud – is apparently the best-selling Jamaican music act in history.
This means he has outsold student poster staple Bob Marley, chubby bleating man-boy Sean Kingston and renowned murder-advocating homophobes Elephant Man, Beenie Man and Buju Banton. No mean feat, Shanna.
This year Sean Paul releases his fourth album, Imperial Blaze, which, sadly, is not a concept album about burning down the Death Star. Last week he flew to Blighty to do a bit of press ahead of the album’s release, and among the gems to arise from the trip were an admission that he would like to watch giraffes bumming and then show said bummage to a young Oriental ghost.
